The hippo soaking in the water listened to the sounds above, feeling a bit puzzled.
Wasn't Chen Wen surviving in the northern forest?
Why did his buzzing thing come flying from the south?
The hippo, amidst its confusion, suddenly caught a whiff of a special scent.
It was very similar to Chen Wen's scent but clearly different.
The somewhat bewildered hippo opened its eyes, its severely myopic eyes scanning the movements on the shore.
Soon, it noticed a blurry shadow.
A baboon just like Chen Wen!
The hippo immediately became alert.
Its trust in Chen Wen did not extend to other baboons.
Moreover, the hippo was well aware of the terror of these two-legged baboons.
It did not approach recklessly; instead, it watched the two-legged baboon from the water as it bypassed the Nile crocodile and crossed the river from a distance through the reeds.
...
On Chen Wen's side.
He temporarily came up with some uses for the hippo.
First, hunting Nile crocodiles.
